Hearing Melanie's words, Riley’s expression softened slightly. He sighed and said, "Alright, you go ahead and have someone bring Sophia back.""Understood," Melanie replied, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes as she stood up and left the room.Sasha also rose and followed her mother out of the villa. As they stepped into the dark night, Melanie took Sasha’s hand, her face filled with relief. "Sasha, my dear daughter, you’ve finally helped me get rid of this major threat."Sasha smiled faintly. "She brought this on herself. How can it be my fault?"Melanie nodded approvingly and then asked, "But are you sure they won’t trace this back to you?"Sasha shook her head confidently. "Don’t worry, Mom. They won’t find anything. I’ve already sent those people out of the country. Once they’re abroad, there’s no way they can be found."Melanie nodded again, clearly pleased. "Well done. You should also try to get closer to Aveline. It’s clear Lucas is very fond of her. If we maintain a
Aveline struggled fiercely, but Lucas' arms were like iron clamps, holding her tightly, leaving her no room to break free."Let go of me, Lucas, let go of me!"Her voice was hoarse, her eyes reddening, and her entire body trembled in his embrace. Lucas only held her tighter. "Never, Aveline. I will never let you go in this lifetime. I’ll hold you like this until you’re willing to accept me again."His warm breath brushed against her neck, and tears blurred her vision. His scent was one she knew so well, one she had once depended on deeply—it was etched into her very soul, impossible to forget.At this moment, being held by him eased some of the fear in her heart, though she hated herself for feeling this way.He had been so cruel, so why did she still feel so attached to him?Her emotions gradually settled. She closed her eyes, her voice now raspier, "I'm fine now. Let go of me."Lucas slightly loosened his hold, creating some distance between them, but didn’t immediately release her.
Lucas watched her, a touch of helplessness flickering across his handsome face. Instead of heading to the guest room, he sat down on the living room sofa, lighting a cigarette. The sharp click of the lighter echoed loudly in the quiet room.Just then, his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw it was his bodyguard calling. "Mr. Tudor, Miss Winter has been taken back by her family.""Alright," Lucas replied indifferently, not giving the matter much thought.His mind was entirely occupied with figuring out how to get Aveline to forgive him and take him back....The next day.News of Sophia being kicked out of the Winter family indeed made the headlines.Aveline lay in bed, reading the news with a blank expression. After a moment, she got up, washed up, and opened her bedroom door. She immediately saw Lucas, wearing an apron, walking out of the kitchen and placing a plate on the dining table."You're up? Perfect timing, breakfast is ready."Aveline walked over, glancing at the simple
Seeing the light in her eyes suddenly dim, Lucas' expression grew a bit tense. Why was it so painful for her to be with him?The atmosphere between them grew even colder.“Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s go,” Lucas said in a low voice, turning to open the door.Aveline quietly followed him, not bothering to think about where they were going or what they were going to do.The weather was pleasant, and as Lucas rolled down the car windows, the cool autumn breeze swept in, easing a bit of the tension in Aveline’s heart—but only just a little.However, when Lucas stopped the car at the base of a mountain, confusion flickered across Aveline's face."Why did you bring me here?"She stepped out of the car, looking at the golden-hued mountain with a puzzled expression.Lucas glanced at her coolly. "I thought you didn’t care?"Aveline pressed her lips together, staying silent.His tone softened slightly. "We’re going hiking."Aveline was speechless.She looked at him in shock, then glanc
Lucas arched a brow slightly, surprised that she had caught up. His pace remained steady, unlike Aveline, who was breathing heavily, her face flushed. His even breathing highlighted the benefits of regular exercise—hiking was hardly a challenge for him.Aveline ignored his gaze and kept moving forward, occasionally glancing around. The higher they climbed, the more varied the scenery became. She pulled out her phone and started capturing the beautiful views she encountered, sending them directly to Selena.“I think we should go hiking together sometime.”Selena called right away, her voice laced with surprise, "Sweetheart, is the world upside down? You’ve never been into outdoor activities, and now you’re hiking?"As Aveline continued upward, she replied, "Yes, I never noticed before, but now I see it. I'll make an effort to get out more."Selena chuckled softly, “That's good to hear. You really do need to get out more. Otherwise, stress will keep piling up when you just focus on worki
Aveline didn’t want to engage with him, so she quickened her pace. But catching up with her was effortless for Lucas.He maintained a two-step distance behind her. "Aveline, are you going to invite me or not, hmm?"Aveline replied curtly, "No."Lucas sighed dramatically. "You’re really heartless, aren’t you? I brought you hiking and showed you beautiful scenery, but you won’t even invite me over for dinner.”Aveline was speechless."And," Lucas continued his relentless chatter, "I even stayed with you all night, got up early to make you breakfast, and you just eat and forget all about me. I never imagined you could be this kind of woman."His constant complaints from behind began to wear on Aveline’s nerves. But then she realized that no matter what she said, he would ignore it and keep doing whatever he wanted. So why should she care?With that thought, Aveline’s mood instantly calmed. No matter how much Lucas rambled, her expression remained unchanged.Since it wasn’t the weekend, th
"Don't move."Lucas held her tightly. "Aveline, right now, I just want to hold you."Aveline rolled her eyes dramatically, but after hiking all the way up, she didn’t have much energy left to struggle. Her face rested against his chest as she gazed at the scenery beyond the mountain, her breathing gradually calming.She unintentionally became aware of his heartbeat, which was growing faster and louder, as if it might burst from his chest.Aveline’s lashes fluttered slightly. "Lucas, are you having a heart attack?"Lucas tightened his arms around her briefly, then suddenly released her. "Aveline, I want to kiss you."She instantly pushed him away. "Don’t even think about it."Lucas’ narrow eyes locked onto her lips, a clear intent in his gaze.Aveline quickly covered her mouth, looking at him with a wary expression.A faint smile curved Lucas' lips. "Do you really think covering your mouth will stop me? If I want to, you won’t be able to escape."Aveline rolled her eyes again and turned
Aveline immediately hung up the call.Lucas glanced at her and asked, "Why didn’t you answer?"Aveline responded curtly, "That’s none of your business."Lucas chuckled, clearly amused, as if he hadn’t expected this rebellious side of her.Aveline kept her gaze out the window, but inside, she was tense.Then Lucas spoke again, "Afraid to answer? Worried I might find out? Who was it, Russell?"Aveline frowned and turned to him. "Lucas, do you ever stop?"His eyes locked onto hers. "Then why didn’t you take the call?"Aveline closed her eyes briefly, exhaling a heavy sigh before calmly replying, "Lucas, I don’t feel like I need to report every little thing I do to you. You mean nothing to me."Lucas crossed his arms and leaned back, his handsome, sharp features becoming even colder and more distant. His eyes regarded her with a cool indifference."And so what? Do you think I care about what place I hold in your heart or if I have any status at all?"Aveline was momentarily stunned. "If yo
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s